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lostcarnival2016-12-10 06:17 pm
mylastchance) wrote in lostcarnival2016-12-10 06:17 pm
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[OPEN] Changes in Me
Who: Lauren and you.
What: He mad.
Where: The carnival grounds.
When: Before agent-nappings
I. He nearly shrieks when he sees it. He's washing his hands, leaving the restroom when he catches sight of himself in the mirror. There it is, a large leaf growing out out of the top of his head, and falling down over his hair. He stares at it in shock, lifting it up and trying to pull it out, but of course it doesn't budge.
"Susan? SUSAN?!"
II. Despite the change Lauren wasn't reluctant to leave his trailer. He had a leaf growing out of his head instead of hair, and it refused to be moved. His ears were longer and more elf-like as well. He should have known it was coming, of course, but for some reason he hadn't expected it to happen like this. Although many individuals at the carnival were strange in appearance, he'd had no reason to assume it was because of working here, or that it would happen to him. He knows he was being naive, and that only makes him angrier. That's the feeling that motivates him now, the only reason he can make himself leave the trailer.
He can't stay in that small space right now. His feelings were getting the best of him, boiling over and he didn't have any idea how to deal with it. Instead he stomped throughout the carnival grounds, staff in hand. He was angry and it showed in the tension of his shoulders and the scowl on his face.
Will you get in his way?
What: He mad.
Where: The carnival grounds.
When: Before agent-nappings
I. He nearly shrieks when he sees it. He's washing his hands, leaving the restroom when he catches sight of himself in the mirror. There it is, a large leaf growing out out of the top of his head, and falling down over his hair. He stares at it in shock, lifting it up and trying to pull it out, but of course it doesn't budge.
"Susan? SUSAN?!"
II. Despite the change Lauren wasn't reluctant to leave his trailer. He had a leaf growing out of his head instead of hair, and it refused to be moved. His ears were longer and more elf-like as well. He should have known it was coming, of course, but for some reason he hadn't expected it to happen like this. Although many individuals at the carnival were strange in appearance, he'd had no reason to assume it was because of working here, or that it would happen to him. He knows he was being naive, and that only makes him angrier. That's the feeling that motivates him now, the only reason he can make himself leave the trailer.
He can't stay in that small space right now. His feelings were getting the best of him, boiling over and he didn't have any idea how to deal with it. Instead he stomped throughout the carnival grounds, staff in hand. He was angry and it showed in the tension of his shoulders and the scowl on his face.
Will you get in his way?
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"My job at home never took much time either." Or well, it was never a hassle even if it did. He just looked into things for the Emerald Order every now and then, other than that he could do what he wanted.
"...I'm not used to being around so many people."
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All by themselves, from what Greg's gleaned. He's a little surprised to hear Lauren even had a job, but it makes sense.
"I guess this is all a lot busier than you two are used to."
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"Susan doesn't have a problem with it." His fingers tighten on the junk he's carrying as he follows Greg. "But. It is difficult."
For him, it was difficult for him. And honestly, it was a little frustrating how easy it was for Susan to talk with and get along with so many different people. It just reminded Lauren of his own shortcomings, which he hated.
"He doesn't remember... Living with others." Maybe that was part of the reason it was so easy for his little brother to live like this now. He didn't understand how living in a small community could be just as bad as it was good. Of course Susan just wasn't the type to cow away from conflict, so maybe that was the difference. Or maybe it would just take a while before he decided he didn't like this. It was hard to say.
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"When you've been living one way for a long time... well, change is hard. Especially when you don't get a choice about it. Even tougher, when someone you trust doesn't seem to be on the same page as you."
The details are different, but the broad strokes sound an awful lot like how Greg and Steven are getting along with this. He still hasn't figured a way through it, either.
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He tried not to show his frustration. He knew Susan felt guilty for getting indebted to this place, and thereby trapping them both here, but sometimes it was difficult to hide how he felt. Like when parts of his body suddenly weren't his own anymore.
He hadn't thought about it before, but it would be easier if Susan felt the same way he did. Though they so rarely agreed on anything he'd be more concerned if they felt the same way than if they didn't.
"I don't like it here. It's dangerous. I don't know what to expect or how to react."
He was referring to the events that occurred here as much as the people he'd met. He suddenly feels nervous, his uncertainties weighing out his frustration as he considers the exact reasons why he dislikes it here. This is more than he's shared with someone in a while, even if it was obvious from the start why he wasn't happy here. He'd never really admitted to it before.
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Greg's had the world pulled out from under his feet before. In big ways, in small ways. In ways he thought he wanted, in ways he didn't think he wanted until they happened. Even ones that turned out well in the long term... the act of change never comes easily.
"Well, it makes it hard to find a place to catch your breath."